There’s another reason for which she’s crying.
I can’t tell you because she keeps denying…
The fact that she cares or that she wants to care…
She’s not going to say that she’s trying so hard,
Because of haters who keep hating
I think the most popular but least paid job is being a hater
1 pound per day isn’t worth a living soul
Yet I’ll still pay the price if you want to continue, so please go on
I think I have enough money to last you a year,
Or even maybe a decade, or a century?
Anything that suits you best
Eventually, the heart gets worn out and the brain gets tired
Look at yourself, you look quite funny if you ask me
Full of pride and ego, but inside I can see your pain
And I’m not going to tell you why she’s mourning
Because it doesn’t concern you
You’ll watch her hurt, because you lost your helping hand
Or did you ever have any?
I wish you could see yourself right now? I wonder if you’re okay?
I pity you, do you need my help?
You’re going to deny it, but I’ll assist you anyways.
Who am I lying to, I have no time to spend with a broken soul that doesn’t want a bit of healing
You’re crying yourself, so why attempt to find happiness out of her falling tears?
I need you to sit and rethinking your life choices
That’s if you’ve already decided whether you have one or not
Well hurry up and make up your mind before I do it for you
Oh look, she’s done crying
Things get better, people too
If so, so can you!
By Jennifer Houinato